Chapter 28 Chapter 28 "Feed me."
"Hello, gentlemen."
When the front desk clerk saw them dressed up, her smiles were so bright that they were almost as bright as the sun.
Chi Ke stood by and watched Ji Qian operate as if it had nothing to do with him.
This is the benefit of working with Ji Qian.
He doesn't need to pretend to be nice to others. All the social stuff can be left to Ji Qian.
"Let's get a room on the top floor." Ji Qian took out a platinum-colored bank card. "Just prepare the food and send it in. Nothing else is needed. Let's go to the public area to have a drink first. Please lead the way."
Xu Lemian and Leng Yunting are now in the public area.
His familiar tone made Chi Ke raise his eyebrows and whispered, "Haven't you been here before?"
"I've seen it before." Ji Qian said in a low voice, "I've never played it, but I'm here to pick it up, my friend. Don't disbelieve me."
What's the point of me believing?
You should save this for your future girlfriend.
Chi Ke snorted, grabbed his arm and pulled him towards him: "Watch the road."
Hongshang occupies a large area, and the public bar alone is a three-story banquet hall.
The two entered in a low-key manner. Chi Ke took out some cash, folded it and put it into the pocket of the waiter who led the way, and nodded slightly.
Ji Qian hissed, "Your technique is so smooth and skillful? Have you been here before?"
"Yeah." Chi Ke didn't lie.
He doesn't like this kind of place, but he had to socialize here in his previous life.
In terms of his private life, he is something of a legend in the industry.
When he was doing so well and at the peak of his career, there were so many temptations around him, but he was completely unmoved and had no interest in even taking a second look. Many people were betting on when he would be taken down.
In the financial circle, an industry with corrupt private lives, when doing business, one not only has to think about how to cheat the other party, but also how to politely reject the other party's "good intentions" to maintain the moral bottom line.
Just thinking about it makes my head hurt.
Chi Ke sighed and took two steps forward, only to find that someone was not following him.
"What?" he asked.
Ji Qian pursed his lips, his eyes looked obscure and unclear under the ambiguous lighting of the bar, even a little...
Chi Ke clearly saw that a person who tried to strike up a conversation was frightened and returned without success before he could even get close.
He was not afraid at all, and turned back without knowing why: "Ji Qian?"
"...It's okay." Ji Qian smiled, as if the abnormal state just now was just an illusion, "Let's go."
Chi Ke was about to catch up when a familiar voice suddenly came from the side.
"Hey, I told you I have a boyfriend, why don't you believe me? Hey? I saw my boyfriend! Brother, Brother Chi, I'm here~"
Ji Qian raised his eyes faster than Chi Ke.
She is a girl with exaggerated phoenix painting on her face.
Chi Ke squinted and looked for a while, until the other party called him twice again, he confirmed by the voice that it was Meng Zao.
The big star's face is too plastic. Once she puts on makeup and wears a sexy dress that is totally inconsistent with her appearance on the screen, there is no trace of the big star Meng at all.
However, the members who can consume here are all wealthy and arrogant people. Even if the best actor and actress kiss passionately in public, everyone can tacitly turn a blind eye.
Meng Zao had been harassed by a young rich second-generation guy for a long time. No matter how he tried to persuade him to leave, he wouldn't leave. He also didn't want to cause trouble and offend anyone, so he had no choice but to resort to this last resort and ask Chi Ke for help.
Chi Ke obviously understood the rules here. After realizing what was going on, he immediately put on a nonchalant smile, extended his hand to Meng Zao, and looked at him with such tenderness that tears could drip from his eyes: "Sorry, I'm late."
Meng Zao covered her lips with one hand and smiled shyly. She seemed intimate, but in fact she placed her hand on his sleeve. She twisted her waist and walked over to him. She said to the rich second generation, "I'm really not lying to you, am I? I have a serious partner."
From an outsider's perspective, the two people's posture seemed to be pressed tightly together, but only the parties involved knew that the distance between them was far enough for them to fit two fists.
Chi Ke smiled at the second generation who was chatting him up: "Sorry, I'm late and caused you to misunderstand. How about we buy you a drink?"
“No, no, no.” The other party was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig into the ground. How could he be willing to drink this glass of wine? “I’m sorry, I really thought…”
Chi Ke looked at Meng Zao.
It’s up to Meng Zao to decide whether there is any problem or not.
"It's okay," Meng Zao winked at him, "I hope you have a good time tonight."
The man blushed and walked away in a daze.
Chi Ke's smile disappeared in an instant: "Ms. Meng, as an artist of our company, do you know how much public opinion would be aroused if someone recognized you and took a photo of you and posted it online?"
Meng Zao stuck out his tongue and said, "I was originally in the private room. Didn't I come down to watch the fun?"
Chi Ke coldly produced a mask: "Please."
Meng Zao: "...I put on such beautiful makeup and you want me to wear a mask?"
Chi Ke nodded, put away the mask, and conjured up a half-mask; "Please."
Meng Zao: “.”
There are all kinds of people here, including some wearing bunny girl costumes. Wearing masks is very common and will not attract attention. Meng Zao took it reluctantly: "Wow, you are really boring..."
"More than that," Ji Qian, who had been pretending to be invisible, suddenly spoke up, imitating Chi Ke's previous tone and said indifferently, "He is not in the mood yet."
"Fuck!" Meng Zao blurted out a Chinese saying, "Ji Lao Er? Why are you here too?"
"I called him." Chi Ke recounted the whole story of Ji Qian's involvement.
Hearing Leng Yunting kissing someone, Meng Zao's face turned pale for two seconds, and he clenched his fist and said, "This man is f*cking willing to have anyone but me? F*ck! I can't accept it! I'm going to live here today and see what these four people think!"
Chi Ke disagreed: "Let's go back to the private room first, there are too many people here."
There's a mix of all kinds of people here, and if things get chaotic, there's a good chance the three of them will get separated, which would be terrible if something goes wrong.
"Don't worry about me." Meng Zao waved his hand, "You two should worry about yourselves. If I hadn't just approached you, I don't know how many people would have come over to chat with you. Look, there are two men and four women over there secretly looking at you, and some are looking at Young Master Ji."
There are many handsome men and beautiful women in the world, but there are very few who are so handsome that they can amaze you at first sight.
Coincidentally, Chi Ke counts as one, Ji Qian also counts as one, and if Meng Zao takes off his mask, he can also count as one.
Meng Zao covered his chest in embarrassment: "Although the rule here is not to chat up people who are in a relationship, but I only have one, what should I do? I'm so confused, which one of you should I save?"
Chi Ke: “.”
As expected of a big star, he can perform anytime and anywhere.
"Neither of them needs saving." Ji Qian, who had been unusually silent tonight, spoke again, inserting himself between the two of them. His voice lacked the usual enthusiasm, and his smile was very deliberate. "Brother, did you forget that you came with me tonight?"
Chi Ke knew from his tone that he was starting to make fun of him.
But if you listen carefully, the emotions are quite different from the previous ones.
"What do you mean?" He asked cooperatively.
"What I mean is," Ji Qian put his arm around his shoulders and led him to his side, lowered his head and stared into his eyes, and said arrogantly, "I will be responsible for your safety to the end, and there is no need for others to interfere."
The pronunciation of the words “take responsibility to the end” and “others” were emphasized particularly heavily.
Chi Ke's shoulder was grabbed and it hurt a little, but fortunately it was still tolerable. For Ji Qian's sake, there was no need to fight back.
His intuition told him that Ji Qian was not in a good mood.
He struggled slightly tentatively, and the hand on his shoulder immediately moved up along the shoulder-neck line and grabbed the back of his neck. Four fingers felt the pulse, and the thumb rested on the clavicle without pressing.
Ji Qian smiled a little absent-mindedly, as if his current actions were just the result of instinct and subconsciousness.
Although his fragile vital part was completely clamped, Chi Ke remained expressionless and gently clenched his back teeth.
It's not anger or fear, but the excitement of seeing new things.
He actually liked looking at Ji Qian's eyes looking into his.
Because Ji Qian's eyes did not have so much calculation and hypocrisy, when his gaze ended at him, there was nothing in them except Chi Ke.
Even like now, even with my unfathomable little emotions, there is still only his reflection in my eyes.
purely.
pretty.
The two of them looked at each other, and a weird and subtle atmosphere was created as they looked at each other, which made others feel uneasy and they just wanted to stay away from them.
Fortunately, Meng Zao was brave and asked with his neck stiff, "Hey, are you kissing?"
Chi Ke: “?”
Ji Qian: “!”
"What kiss?" Ji Qian suddenly let go as if waking up from a dream. He stopped smiling, his ears were red, and he was eager to defend his innocence, "We didn't even touch each other."
"Why are you so excited? 2G netizens, don't you surf the Internet normally?" Meng Zao rolled his eyes. "Haven't you ever seen the phrase 'eye-to-eye contact is a human's spiritual kiss without passion'?"
Ji Qian: “!”
Ji Qian was confused: "So, I didn't have my first kiss--Ah!"
Chi Ke couldn't stand it anymore and gave him a slap on the forehead: "Enough, get down to business."
The three of them sat in a booth in a secluded corner and ordered a table full of juice.
Meng Zao: "It's a bit embarrassing. Why don't you two grown men drink?"
Ji Qian explained politely: "He has a bad stomach and can't drink."
Meng Zao asked back: "What about you? Do you have stomach problems too?"
"He doesn't drink." Chi Ke saw that Ji Qian didn't want to chat with Meng Zao, so he answered for him considerately, stretched his arms on the back of the chair, and leaned his head to look at the dance floor.
"Hey, Leng Er is on the dance floor." Meng Zao also looked over there and said in amazement: "This is weird... Why is Wei Yiqi involved with Leng Yunting?"
Ji Qian narrowed his eyes: "It doesn't look like he has any feelings."
Chi Ke was silent for a moment, then asked, "Which one is Leng Yunting and Wei Yiqi?"
Both of them: “?”
"Can't you recognize the two with the best-looking faces?" Meng Zao leaned over, trying to point them out to him based on his point of view.
Unexpectedly, someone next to him took action first. He stood next to Chi Ke and pointed over his shoulder: "The one in the middle, the one in the red leather jacket and flowered shirt."
This is a semicircular sofa booth.
Ji Qian was the first to sit down. The emperor usually sat in the middle, so the two people who came later could only sit on his left and right sides, which made it convenient for him to interact with the two sides.
"Yeah." Chi Ke sat forward, "Stay away from me."
uneasy.
Ji Qian didn't move, still holding the person in his arms: "What? The music is a bit loud, I couldn't hear it clearly."
"……"never mind.
Chi Ke was too lazy to repeat himself, and he didn't even touch her tightly: "Tell me when you find Xu Lemian."
"There." Ji Qian curled his arms, gently pressed his knuckles against his chin, and lifted it to the upper left. "On the second floor, at the nine o'clock direction, in the booth behind the golden pillar."
Chi Ke's long eyelashes drooped dangerously.
But the hand only touched him for two seconds and then quickly withdrew.
The owner of the hand also sat up straight, just at the edge of a safe distance where he could feel his breathing.
Looking at Ji Qian's obedient profile, Chi Ke slowly exhaled and turned his attention back to the two pairs of gay men.
Leng Yunting and Wei Yiqi were dancing enthusiastically on the dance floor on the first floor.
Sima Yichen and Xu Lemian were chatting and drinking on the second floor.
There is currently no physical contact between the two parties.
So how did you kiss not long ago?
The three people who were watching the fun grabbed a handful of melon seeds.
"What should we do?" Meng Zao ate two melon seeds in one second, "Should we prevent them from meeting, or promote their meeting?"
If they met today, Leng Yunting and Xu Lemian's tragic love story would begin.
no.
It's not the right time yet.
If the two of them broke up now, Leng Yunting would have no competitiveness in front of Leng Baiyao. At that time, the old man would definitely ask him to help Leng Yunting. He has so many things to do, how could he have the experience to take care of these?
Before Leng Yunting achieves some success in his career, Xu Lemian had better not cause any trouble.
Chi Ke's eyes darkened and he tapped the table with his finger: "Ji Qian, did you see it?"
"Well," Ji Qian's expression also became much more serious, "It's not in the right state."
"What?" Meng Zao, who was caught off guard, asked humbly.
"Wei Yiqi is not in good condition," Chi Ke said, "He must have been drugged."
"Fuck? Is this true?" Meng Zao couldn't believe it. "Leng Yunting did it? What did he want to do? Did he even drug me?"
"It's not him." Chi Ke raised his head and stared at Sima Yichen who was talking and smiling.
Before the other party noticed, he turned around and waved, stopping the passing bartender.
"Hello, sir," the bartender bent down and smiled in a very standard way, "What can I do for you?"
Chi Ke folded his legs leisurely, his upper body hardly moving. He only raised his hand as if to pick up the wine glass on his tray, and at the same time, he flipped his fingers and produced a roll of banknotes.
Without waiting for everyone to see her reaction, her slender middle and ring fingers reached under the tray and pushed the roll of money into the bartender's sleeve, raising her eyebrows frivolously.
This face looked so arrogant that even the experienced bartender couldn't help but feel startled.
While he was in a daze, Chi Ke had already withdrawn his hand, flicked the unopened bottle of Dom Perignon on the tray with his finger, and said in a gentle voice: "Please open ten for me."
The bartender was experienced and understood what the other party meant without saying much. He bent down even lower and asked with a smile, "How would you like to drink, sir?"
This "way of drinking" is certainly not a literal way of drinking.
Chi Ke nodded casually, and he immediately leaned over and listened quietly for a while, then smiled knowingly: "Glad to serve you."
"Thank you for your hard work." Chi Ke offered him a glass of orange juice and clinked his glass with his own.
The bartender left with the tray, smiling.
"Wow," He was so skilled that Meng Zao was almost stunned. He whistled and teased, "Chi Zhu, so handsome."
"Thank you," Chi Ke clapped his hands and stood up, "Go back to your room and watch the fun later."
Meng Zao had her own room, so Chi Ke and Ji Qian temporarily parted ways with her and returned to the top floor.
"What did you tell him?" Ji Qian lay down on the bed like a boneless person.
The two of them will not sleep here tonight, so there is no need to change and lie down on the bed.
Ji Qian occupied half of the two-meter-wide bed. Chi Ke was also a little tired, so he walked to the other side and leaned against the head of the bed. He didn't explain the process, but directly stated the result: "Wei Yiqi will be sent directly to our room later. We will go down after ensuring his safety."
"Hmm..." Ji Qian probably expected this result and was not surprised. "Are you just going to let Sima Yichen go?"
"He didn't hurt me, why should I take revenge on him?" Chi Ke crossed his arms in front of his chest and closed his eyes. "Why, do you want to do something to him?"
The original owner committed suicide. Leng Yunting was not entirely responsible, but he was at least half responsible.
He wished Sima Yichen and Young Master Leng would kill each other.
"No, I'll listen to you." Ji Qian opened his eyes, turned over, lay on the pillow, and looked at him sideways.
Chi Ke didn't look back: "What are you looking at?"
Ji Qian moved closer to him while holding the pillow, and asked instead of answering, "Do you often come to places like this?"
The tone was nonchalant, as if he was asking a casual gossip question.
Chi Ke also answered casually: "Occasionally."
"Occasionally?" Ji Qian teased lightly, "Why do you seem so skilled?"
Chi Ke: “Gifted.”
"Ah," Ji Qian asked again, "So how much do you usually play?"
Chi Ke recalled the past and was somewhat moved by himself: "Drink."
It is said that men become bad when they have money and are attracted by the world of glamour, but the most outrageous thing he has done in such a place is to ask someone to pour him wine.
It's not that he's pretending to be aloof. He really has no interest in matters between men and women. He simply cannot understand why some people are so fanatical about sex that they reach the point of atavism.
There was a rustling sound in his ears. Chi Ke raised his eyelids and found that Ji Qian had taken out a bottle of wine from somewhere.
He asked in surprise: "Can you drink?"
"It's not that I can't drink, it's that I don't like it." Ji Qian said, "Now I suddenly want to drink."
Chi Ke nodded, stood up to take the wine container, and handed it to him while standing beside the bed: "Do you know how much you should drink? I am not responsible for taking care of drunks."
The room was heated enough, and Ji Qian had already taken off his coat, wearing a black high-necked tight sweater underneath, which showed off his figure very well. He was now sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding the bottle of wine obediently, and did not take the wine container away.
Chi Ke snapped his fingers: "Are you daydreaming again?"
This guy was in a very bad state all night.
I haven't even drunk it yet, but I feel as confused as if I had swallowed two taels of Maotai.
Ji Qian groaned, came back to his senses, put the bottle in his hand, and when Chi Ke was puzzled, he slowly said: "I rarely come here, and I have never played before. I don't know how to drink in a place like this."
Chi Ke glanced at the muscular chest and abdomen under the clothes and raised his eyebrows: "So?"
"Feed me." Ji Qian raised his head and exposed his fragile Adam's apple in front of him.
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